Second Hand Nose Songtext

Well, Mother Nature, I'll get back at you.
Tomorrow morning, here's what I will do:

I'm calling Dr. Max Rose,
That's who I chose.
He's gonna make me
A second-hand nose.

I went to his office once or twice and
All his patients looked like Barbra Streisand.

Then I'll get second-hand hair,
Second-hand teeth,
And contact lenses
In a baby blue.

And elevator shoes, and then I'll melt the girls' hearts.
They can't resist a man with interchangeable parts.

Girls will go nuts, Parked in my second-hand Stutz.
We'll sit there sniffing glue
On Second Avenue!